The Taoist rang the Copper Bell without flinching or dodging, charging straight into the dust net.
DINGLING-LING,
The crisp sound of the bell unleashed an invisible force that made the dust net vibrate and tremble on its own, tearing a narrow slit down the middle.
A plain, unadorned Copper Coin Longsword silently pierced the rift in the dust net, thrusting toward Scholar Xiao's heart with an unearthly calm.
Scholar Xiao had already employed his Light Body Technique to swiftly retreat, but the Copper Coin Longsword clung to him relentlessly, rapidly closing the distance between them.
There was no time to dodge.
Scholar Xiao instinctively flicked his wrist, spreading the Iron Bone Folding Fan in front of his chest, attempting to divert the sword's momentum with a clever move.
However, it was only upon actual contact with the blade that he truly understood what Yun Heweng had faced.
CRACK—
Scholar Xiao's wrist bones snapped. His palms burst open, and blood splattered.
